He opened it with gusto, ‘Welcome my new neighbour’, he cried, and as I moved closer to him, he grasped me and pulled my in tight, I could feel hi...s penis brush against my own pubis mound, ‘Oh’ I exclaimed, pulling back once he relaxed his grip on me, and looking down on a cock that seemed to defy its years. ‘Sorry about that’, he mockingly joked about his hard cock, ‘it’s been a long time since it brushed against such a young pussy’, talking about his cock in the third person. ‘It’s been a long. ‘Hi,’ she said brightly, ‘I bought a few things.’ She set the bag on the table. I envisioned some new sexy underwear, but instead she pulled out a couple of exercise DVDs and a pulsating shower-head. ‘What are these for?’ I asked. She gave me a smile in return. ‘I want to exercise and I thought you’d like watching me do it. I got the shower-head because I didn’t like yours. Don’t get up, let me fix your shower first.’ I went back to grading my papers while she went to work. A little while. Cindy was now pinned to her chair with your legs in the classic, spread opened, frog-position.“Ohh! Damnnnn!” Cindy cried at both her current restrained position and from the sensations my tongue was generating in her wide spread, slick pussy.“How does he think to do those things?” I heard from a female I thought was Beth Greyson.“He’s just good at reading the situation and reacting to it, Beth,” Cano replied, confirming my identification of that questioner.Cindy Lewicky didn’t make another. To invite it. It has become my life. It is who I am. I know that now.Sometimes I wonder about this girl Kristie. I knew her once. She was a healthy girl who worked hard. She loved to exercise her body. Kristie shared her life with uncomplicated friends. It was a dull life. Her days and nights had no meaning. She shared them with meaningless people. She worked with them in a meaningless job. She spent days at the beach with them. She spent her nights in discos.Kristie lived her life for Kristie..